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( ﾟ -ﾟ) mosquito bites
( ﾟ -ﾟ) great love to the anime character.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) no friends
( ﾟ -ﾟ) internet stalkers
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Knowing you'll never be significant enough to have an internet stalker.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Waking up, not dead yet.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) [b]Knowing[/b] [i]that most[/i] [u]if not[/u] [code]all of[/code] <b>these</b> <i>will</i> <u>fail</u> <code>spectacularly</code>.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Not experiencing the pleasure of being cummed inside.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) but getting preggers anyway. fucking asshole.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Realizing that you won't be getting the promotion you wanted.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being in danger of falling in (unrequited) love with a camwhore even though there are real-life girls who have a crush on you
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Real girls don't have a crush on me, >>265 just made me even more unhappy.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Knowing what you want to do with your life but not being able to do it.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Shitty vericodes.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) being useless and lonely.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) thinki... oh damn, I did it in the wrong order. sorry, doraemon.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being the only virgin in a conversation solely about sexual intercourse.
not being able to masturbate since you're not at home
( ﾟ -ﾟ) >>274 being an idiot.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) He's invisible. It's not like anyone will notice.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) ...it's nice to forget your worries and laugh for a moment. Too bad it ends so quickly.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) all the 24-hour stores are now 18-hour stores due to the economy and I don't know whether to blame Bush or that new Democrat guy.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) ...
( ˃ ヮ˂) Get it? It's funny because that could apply to the future year 2009 just as easily as the present year 1993!
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>>280
( ﾟ -ﾟ) No. And that's kind of sad in its own way. It's nothing like mad max at all.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) DQN downtime
( ﾟ -ﾟ) after more than one year without seeing each other, not being able to stop loving someone you have already lost forever.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) having to wait another year to see your true love, and even then they'll still be underage
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I sat within a valley green
Sat there with my true love
And my fond heart strove to choose between
The old love and the new love
The old for her, the new that made
Me think on Ireland dearly
While soft the wind blew down the glade
And shook the golden barley
( ﾟ -ﾟ) 'Twas hard, the mournful words to frame
To break the ties that bound us
Ah, but harder still to bear the shame
Of foreign chains around us
And so I said, "The mountain glen
I'll seek at morning early
And join the brave United Men"
While soft wind shook the barley
( ﾟ -ﾟ) 'Twas sad, I kissed away her tears
Her arms around me clinging
When to my ears, that fateful shot
Come out the wildwood ringing
The bullet pierced my true love's breast
In life's young spring so early
And there upon my breast she died
While soft wind shook the barley
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I bore her to some mountain stream
And many's the summer blossom
I placed with branches, soft and green
About her gore-stained bosom
I wept, and kissed her clay-cold corpse
Then rushed o'er vale and valley
My vengeance on the foe to wreak
While soft wind shook the barley
( ﾟ -ﾟ) 'Twas blood for blood without remorse
I took at Oulart Hollow
I placed my true love's clay-cold corpse
Where mine full soon may follow
Around her grave I wondered drear
Noon, night and morning early
With aching heart when e'er I hear
The wind that shakes the barley
( ﾟ -ﾟ) >>287's story is bringing me, a grown man, to tears. Boo hoo.
Posting a relatively good anaglyph photo when none of my friends have red-cyan glasses.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Sand will cover this place.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Sand will cover you.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I don't want to miss anything on IRC!
( ﾟ -ﾟ) It's 2 AM
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I don't want to miss anything on IRC!
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I haven't turned off the computer in a week.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I feel so out of place in the IRC that makes me keep quiet.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) i have a sort of reverse social anxiety, i'm the coolest cat at the party irl but i feel soooo awkward in irc or msn
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Also I'm terrified of the feem
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I just read this entire thread and am now wishing I'd rather spent my time on IRC.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I wish I had IRC to spend my time on. At least my vericode was nice. Feffen. Heh. Hope I typed it in the box right...
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I shouldn't boast about having a round number even though I'd like to because it upsets people.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Honestly, while a GET is a nice thing, people will be mad at you no matter what you do about it.
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( ﾟ -ﾟ) 5 gum is such a gyp.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) They promise so much and it doesn't even taste good.
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( ﾟ -ﾟ) Political threads where it's all one side preaching to each other. Especially the ones where they whine about how the other side never uses facts and they always do.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) My legs still have scars from when bedbugs bit them last winter.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) That cute waitress has not called and I officially renounce hope.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I feel more sorry for >>312 than for myself even though i have given upp in hope to ever see my love again two years ago.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Also it's hard to check your spelling of "given up all hope" when you're crying.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The best minds of my generation destroyed by madness.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I went to gikopoi /_for/ (because I felt way too lonely) just to find out that I'm the only user online (even Hide-san is offline).
( ﾟ -ﾟ) My tripcode (which I rarely use) will certainly make some people think "yet another tripcode user". It makes me feel sad inside.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Where many were, how few remain
Of old familiar things;
But seeing them, to mind again
The lost and absent brings.
The friends I left that parting day,
How changed, as time has sped!
Young childhood grown, strong manhood gray,
And half of all are dead.
I want a new VW Jetta Sportwagen with that diesel engine.
4chan made fun of my art.
That's what you get for going to 4-chan. I have no sympathy.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) 420chan's /art/ board actually liked my blood paintings. I don't know whether they're saying the paintings are interesting or they just want me to bleed more
Meanwhile, seventy-seven years ago...
( ›⁰⁔ゝ⁰‹) I'm hungry...
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( ﾟ -ﾟ) Dictatorship.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Shit guise, I got arrested this morning!
Going home to your family to find your parents renting your room, starting tomorrow. You then have three hours to destroy your childhood.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Folks that know my name and I don't know theirs and so can only reply in greeting with "Hey... you".
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Throwing out all your pornography is indeed regrettable. You should have donated it to charity.
realizing that the people you thought were your friends never really were
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I can't find the "refresh captcha" option. I think this is the doing of our new tyrannical empire.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Having a mild distaste for mankind and all things related.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Really awful and heavily layered cologne
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Getting stressed out in the first week back at university
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being homesick for the first time ever
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Missing your granny
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Worrying about a police charge
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being the closest ever to suicide but talking yourself out of it because you know how devastated your dad would be, the only hero in your life, even though on the other hand you'd be too dead to care, the thought of your dad reading your heartfelt suicide note makes you cry even harder
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The feeling you can no longer hack it in life
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Suicidal thoughts dark and disturbing enough to warrant self-censorship.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being too tired to sleep
( ﾟ -ﾟ) my cellphone woke me up and it was that damn credit card autodialling scam again.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I got a bawwssist verification code. Like a bassist that bawws.